The scenes of five years ago are like movie replays, constantly repeating in her mind.

At that time, it was the second semester of freshman year, and it was almost approaching the summer vacation, there were no classes in the school, most of the subjects, the teacher had already drawn the key content of the final exam, as long as the students listened carefully this semester, the homework would be done, and then review the key points drawn, and basically get a good score.

When Song Jiaxi didn't have class, she would ask Liang Huan to go to self-study together, and the two of them sat in the last row of the classroom, one endorsing and the other reviewing, but it was peaceful.

It should have been at that time that Song Jiaxi suddenly found that when he was studying on his own, Liang Huan, who hardly touched his mobile phone, actually took out his mobile phone from time to time to see if he had received any new information, and if there was, he frowned and replied seriously, if not, he glanced at the time and put the mobile phone back.

She was actually very curious about who Liang Huan was waiting for, but she felt that the most important thing for two people to be together was to trust each other, and if he didn't say it, she wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

After several times, the message became a phone call.

Sometimes as soon as a phone rang, Liang Huan would immediately take the mobile phone out of the study room and talk in the corridor for a long time with a serious expression.

And her heart is getting colder and colder.

Finally once, when Liang Huan went to the toilet, she secretly took the mobile phone he put on the table, unlocked the password with her birthday, and clicked on his WeChat.

In his WeChat, there are only two top dialog boxes, one is her, and the other is "The taste of the world is Qinghuan".

Song Jiaxi hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but click on the dialog box of "The taste of the world is Qinghuan".

What catches your eye is the last few chat logs.

The smell of the world is Qinghuan: What should I do, should I beat the child out??

Liang Huan: If you don't love it, you don't love it, I think you better beat it

The taste of the world is Qinghuan: but I can't bear it, this is also a life after all......

Liang Huan: Can you be sober??

The taste of the world is Qinghuan: then what if I insist on giving birth to the child? ?

Liang Huan: ......

Liang Huan: Then let's give birth, if it really doesn't work, let's raise him together, okay? ?

The taste of the world is Qinghuan: I am going to the hospital for a check-up this afternoon, will you accompany me? ?

Liang Huan: Got it, see you at the door at two o'clock

Song Jiaxi looked at those conversations, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to flip them up again, when the teacher's door behind him was suddenly pushed open with a "squeak".

She was so frightened that she hurriedly returned to the desktop of her mobile phone from WeChat, and then put the mobile phone back on Liang Huan's book.

Liang Huan walked up to her, leaned over and kissed her pink cheek, and said in a gentle voice, "Do you miss me??" ”

Song Jiaxi glanced back at him with some embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Are you back??" ”

"Hmm." Liang Huan smiled at her, then walked past her, returned to his place and sat down, reached out to pick up his mobile phone, opened WeChat and took a look, and after making sure that there was no new information, he put the mobile phone down again.

Song Jiaxi watched all his movements, and then turned his head silently, and he couldn't read any of the words in the book.